Seems the appeal of Jose Padilla,
Squashed flatter than a steamrolled tortilla,
Will give Dubya the patent,
On “enemy combatant”,
And CIA the “OK’s to steal ya”…
(Six more after the fold!)
The Big Easy, loosely ruled by the FED,
Is now saying nearly everyone’s fled.
Controversy still rages,
O’er this new “Middle Ages”,
A sad rendition of “bring out your dead”…
With his polls under forty,
Despite Rove’s latest sortie
Dub has forsaken,
Sleepers awakened,
Lame duck? More like abortee…
Koizumi wants to privatize stamps,
And unite LDP’s squabbling camps.
To halt further defections,
He invokes snap elections.
Polls show he’s won, thusly tightening the clamps.
They’ve rejailed that ol’ Edgar Ray Killen,
Convicted geriatric Clan villain,
Wheel chair confined? Not at all…
Seems he was seen walking tall,
Driving `round, and his truck gas tank fillin’…
Wagner, blind guy from Cape Town,
Just mowed the speed records down.
Next feat, no lyin’
Wants to try flyin’,
But, can his cane reach the ground?
Braumeister Schneider’s perfected beer shots.
At fifty proof, `twill have patrons see spots.
So, the excuses you’ll hear,
“But, sir, I just had one beer!”,
In Bavaria, will all go for nought…
